South Xinjiang, in the military account.

Pasa is a dark-faced man with a pale face and no expression.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, holding a page of stationery in one hand, and rested on a sheepskin map, searching for a place in the other.

Standing in front of the map is a person who looks like the Central Plains. Even a few people who have seen him will not be familiar with him. The look of a standard 30-year-old middle-aged man. He grabbed a sheepskin hat with one hand, his mouth was grinning, and he couldn't see a smile. He leaned forward with his neck, and couldn't stop the continuous sweat from the chin with the fur inlaid on the hat.

Pasha looked for a moment, then said indifferently: "Go down and enjoy the reward."

Then the corner of the man ’s lips lifted charmingly, bowing with smiles: “Thank you, Master.”

He stooped and Shrimp stepped back.

After leaving, Pasha snorted.

His lieutenant followed, with a dim look: "Master Pasha, would you still believe the name of Chu?"

Passa groaned, it looked like a default.

"Why do you still believe him?" Pasha's deputy was Aisha's nephew, who was extremely annoyed by the death of his uncle. "Master Aisha's violent death was caused by him. His letter was plainly intended to harm Lord Aisha! "

The Pasa language is unknown: "He has sent many useful secrets. It is a camel thorn we buried in the North Army. How can we lightly discard it?"

Vice Admiral: "The other day, Dingyuan was defeated, and thousands of elite soldiers were lost. Didn't he want us to attack?"

Passa was a little irritable, and raised his voice slightly: "But the message he gave was correct! We are three strikes away, and Wen Feiru really did not play!"

The lieutenant stopped talking, but looking at him, Bansi didn't seem to be persuaded.

He asked, "Does the general think that the North Army really wants to attack Fusui?"

Fusui Naijiang was a city that Nanjiang captured in the war of the previous year. Like Peicheng, it is located at the border of Zhennan Pass. The city defense is strong and easy to defend.

Because Fusui's geographical position is not superior, and it is a difficult hard bone, the Northern Government Army faced this iron and steel fortress to rest and rest for a year without moving.

Pasha asked: "Why do you think the Northern Army will not take the city?"

The vice general said: "It's not that your subordinates don't believe your judgment, but that of the surname Chu. Why the North Government Army has not moved for one year, why should Fusui be attacked now?"

Pasha asked, "Do you know how the 13th prince went to the border to visit the Central Plains old dog?"

The lieutenant stunned.

Passa looked down at the sheepskin map: "The Central Plains dogs were so happy, and Jinghong was no exception at that time. Naturally, he had to find a good fight and show the emperor and old man. The victory of Pei Cheng is in front of him. While morale is high, you will win with one go. Fusui is the best choice. "

Passa pointed at Fusui on the map: "... Fusui is not a big city, but its terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. They don't need to attack, they only need to besiege the city, and three thousand soldiers and horses are enough. But near Fusui, The maximum number of North Army troops that can be mobilized within a day or two is only 3,000. "

Lieutenant General: "There are two thousand soldiers and horses in the city. The danger of smashing the ground can always support the reinforcements, right?"

Passa: "Are you stupid? You count, Fusui is located near the south of the town. There is a small city and the signal post will be released for five days to show safety. If the Central Plains dogs only besieged the city, they would not attack the city. Will the soldiers give up the city insurance and use 2,000 soldiers and horses to smash 3,000 enemies? "

The Vice Admiral was still unconvinced: "Although Fusui does not have a beacon, there is a police whistle for warning. If there is no report of safety on the 5th, there will be detectives sent by the near army. Moreover, the subordinates remember to distinguish clearly and use the date to calculate, Wu Yichun and General Wu's army only transported new grain to Fusui soon. Five days later, why was Fusui afraid? "

Pasha asked again: "... then you can remember that Fusui's drinking water is only supplied by Fusui River?"

Lieutenant General stuffed.

"The Fusui River is only a tributary. Now the spring solstice is short, and the amount of water is not large. If the Northern Government designed it to cut off the flow, the water source in Fusui city would be cut off. How long can it be supported by only a few wells?"

The Lieutenant General realized that the situation was serious, and finally relieved: "What do the Generals think we should do? Should we falsely report this to General Timur?"

Pasha waved his hand: "Aisha's death, I went back to the city to deal with his behind-the-scenes without permission, and I have called Timur to be dissatisfied with me. Besides, how much merits I have given him over the years should also be our own. Receive some benefit. "

"But without General Temuir's warrant, we cannot privately transfer troops ..."

"Did you just say?" Pasa's greenish eyes turned, showing a bit of wolf cunning. "Wu Yichun's Yunliang Army just left."

Lieutenant General frowned: "Although General Wu ... there are 5,000 people in the Yunliang Army; but in terms of combat power, our lieutenant generals can be second to none."

"What about the two thousand elite soldiers besieged by Fusui?" Pasha lowered the letter and pressed his hands on the edge of the map. "The North Government Army's trip was a secret attack. They were caught by surprise, and they would not really adjust the army. A small town, and now their tactics are known to us, the secret has become a joke. "

He exhaled: "Use the best horse to send a letter to General Wu. Tell him that he no longer has to spend time with grain and grass, and the opportunity to make achievements is coming. With the 2,000 troops in Fusui as the main combat force, they need not be too It takes a lot of effort. You only need to help from the side. It is a great achievement to work together inside and outside. "

"The most important thing is ..." he continued. "The thirteen princes may come to watch the battle. After all, this battle is shown to him. If he can catch the dog, no matter whether he is alive or dead, he will kick. Got on the Qingyun ladder. "

The Vice-Chan asked a lot of words: "The time when the letter was sent, the Northern Army should have just started. Then why not send a letter directly to Fusui, so as not to ..."

Pasa's green eyes slanted, and a little cold smile came out of her mouth.

The Lieutenant conceived and said immediately: "The subordinate is going to write a letter and ask General Wu to order his soldiers and be fully prepared, wait for Fusui to run out of food, and go to help.

Passa nodded slightly, comforted by his enlightenment: "Go ahead."

Before he reached the account, the deputy hesitated, and turned back: "General, after saying so much, there is still nothing clear about his subordinates ... why do you trust a Central Plains man so much?"

Passa said nothing but waved his hand and told him to go out.

The deputy commanded a military order and quit silently.

Pasha smoothed the curls of the sheepskin map, remembering the paper that Aishazhen held in front of her two years ago.

It was a trace of jade pendant printed on it.

The mark is bright red, and on it is the eagle mark that can only be used by the southern king.

He was excited: "Do you know where this came from? ... Do you remember Chu Ziling? The Central Plainsman who always sends us messages? According to him, this thing is a memorial left by his biological father to his biological mother."

At that time, Pasha understood the meaning of Aisha's words, and was slightly shocked, but he did not take it seriously: "How do you know that it is not imitation?"

Aisha said: "This person has communicated with us for three years. He is indeed a man in Shihong Hongfu, and he has provided us with a lot of information."

Passa disdain: "Even if he is really the king's bead, what can an illegitimate child do?"

To this day, Pasha still remembers Aisha's bright eyes: "illegitimate children can also be our Qingyun ladder."

The word "blue cloud ladder" echoed in Pasa's mind.

At that time, he laughed at Aisha for trusting Chu Ziling too much, but a few years later, he also regarded Chu Ziling as a good ladder.

Think about it, isn't Chu Ziling the same?

Since they are using each other, speak with their interests.

As Aisha once said, Chu Ziling helped them so much, why did they poison Aisha for no reason, and broke off the forces that they had cultivated for nearly a decade?

Makes no sense.

The letter can be replaced, and it may not have been made by a young hate or slave who hated Aisha.

In the worst case, the Shi family found that someone was sending a message, intercepted the carrier pigeon, and borrowed his hand to fight against the army and eliminate the recipient, but they could not find out who sent the letter.

The Chu Ziling had a careful mind. He wrote a beautiful small head in lower case on the right hand, but his left hand could imitate the handwriting of Xiaoyun Xingyun, and he never showed people with the words on the left hand. At that time, the word of Xiao Gongzi was a must in Wangcheng. Some people copied and imitated it, and then stopped and trusted the people around him. Presumably, they did not suspect Chu Ziling, otherwise these national thieves would kill them immediately. Is there a reason to stay on the side?

Passa slowly rolled up the map of sheepskin, with stone-like coldness in her green eyes.

… Backing back 10,000 steps, Chu Ziling's intention and identity were really discovered by Shi Zunyun, and this airy report was intended to transfer his soldiers to death, which is also a bad step.

He will not act rashly, even if it is to die, Wu Yichun will go.

It depends on how things develop.

At the same time, in a small town fifty miles away from Fusui.

Chi Xiaochi had already come here to camp.

It took him half a day to run around, and many things were arranged in the meantime. Now Chi Xiaochi is so tired that he can't return to the room. He just fell asleep in the main hall of the mansion that was temporarily opened as the command post. Already.

Chu Ziling entered the room and poured tea, and saw Li Yanshu sitting in the lower position of the son, frowning, holding a map and thinking about a sand table.

Chu Ziling put down the tea and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Li Yanshu hissed, confirming that he hadn't woken up the snoring son, and said, "Be quiet, the son is exhausted."

The corner of Chu Ziling's mouth slipped slightly.

Really small eyes, big problems, in the barracks, what kind of labor is this?

He leaned over to see the map in Li's hand.

Li Shushu gathered the map and said in a serious way: "No. This is the one given to me by the son."

Chu Ziling looked at him unexpectedly: "My son allowed me to participate in the military, did you forget?"

Li Yanshu still kept his eyes closed: "The son said that the matter involved confidentiality, only let me understand, not let me tell outsiders, or ask me to ask outsiders."

Chu Ziling teased him: "Aren't you looking at the map of Fusui? This plan is set up by the son, and I'm here to help. What confidentiality is there for me? Besides, I'm not an outsider."

I didn't expect Li Shushu not to eat his set. She covered the map with food and went to the other side of the sand table, and said earnestly: "What you say, I won't show it to you. I have never asked the son to give you Strategy. "

Chu Ziling was stunned for a long while, and was very angry and funny after returning to God.

... he really takes himself seriously?

The sound of Li Jishu's footsteps seemed to shock the superior. Chi Xiaochi woke up, rubbed his eyes, and calmly drank the hot tea that Chu Ziling had just brought.

Chu Ziling laughed beside him: "Son, good news, the warehouse in the city where the sentry post has been infiltrated by dead men. The sentry post was watered beforehand, and all became dumb artillery."

Koike nodded.

Li Yanshu said, "But ... son, I think this attack on Fusui is slightly inappropriate ..."

Chi Xiaochi put down the tea cup and asked him patiently: "What's wrong?"

Li Yishu was not very confident. He glanced at Chu Ziling and stuttered: "Can we ... really break the city within five days? If the soldiers in the city break the net and die out of the city due to lack of water ..."

Chi Xiaochi said nothing, turned to Chu Ziling with a smile.

Chu Ziling also thought it was funny: "Ashu, the Beifu Army is not a wine bag and a rice bag, and the southern Xinjiang people are just picking a skull on both shoulders. Why bother the spirit of others? Two thousand versus three thousand, how can there be no truth?"

Li Yanshu was a bit anxious, and stuttered to hold up the map to make a gesture: "My son, I'm afraid that someone has set up a pocket, waiting for us to drill in."

Chu Ziling's heart jumped, and he opened his mouth to refute: "The movement of the army is confidential. As long as there is no internal response, this battle is guaranteed. Moreover, if everyone is as afraid of you as you are, you will not be able to fight. Now. "

Li Yanshu had no experience. When the son did not refute the words of Chu Ziling, he had to spit.

"I don't want to think so much." Chi Xiaochi stood up. "A Ling, go back and pack some rest, and follow me tonight."

Chu Ziling's eyes brightened, and he glanced at Li Yanshu, who was a little downcast, and he felt funny about the hidden worries of these days.

But he is a child who has to rack his brains even when he wants to fight. How can he compare himself to the trust of the son?

Chi Xiaochi went out, went to the backyard, and patted his face with cool water to wake up.

Lou Ying shook his wheelchair and emerged from behind him, smiling, "Going to do it?"

"... Chu Ziling wants to be a duck, and he wants to set up a torii." Chi Xiaochi wiped his face with the towel he handed, revealing a pair of smiling eyes, "... then I will make a semi-permanent torii on his face."